The church back home

What memories come back to me
As I ponder o'er the years passed away
If I could be back in that old country church
And once more hear the parson say



    We've travelled on together
    Though dark and sunny days
    And may we always be together
    Just my Lord and I along the way



I can see the service now ending
And the parson's voice is raised
In solemn quiet benediction
Upon our different ways



 * Refrain